I Feel Pretty...

By the way, I wanted to give a shout out to everyone who either emailed or used the comment section to tell me just how dead sexy I look with my new glasses.

Thank you, thank you, one and all!

A couple of things, however.

I'm not old enough to need reading glasses, maybe in another ten years or so. Hopefully not. And bifocals? Are you kidding me? I only need glasses for distance. Why spend all that money on lenses that don't do shiat when I look through the bottom of them? I find it easier just to take them off when reading or doing arm's-length tasks. Seriously, that's gotta be the worst idea ever, as far as my eyes (and wallet) are concerned. Besides, my optical insurance only covers one pair per year. I sure as hell ain't gonna use it to get old-people glasses.

And the Drew Carey frames? No way. Even Drew Carey didn't look good in those. But if the Mrs. finds that sexy, Dougie, maybe you should get some Drew Carey glasses...

Bow chicka bow bow!

But the bottom line is, now that I have them, it's like the whole world is in Hi-Def. Of course, I have to take the bad with the good, and some of the people I see in the casino aren't flattered by this at all, and would look much better if they had remained a bit fuzzy around the edges.





Mikey